Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Burundi and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Panda Bear to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masters at Work record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Kevin Saunderson,
La Düsseldorf,
Fat Boys,
Hot Snakes,
Franke,
Radiohead,
Lou Reed,
Soulsonic Force,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ice-T,
Jacob Miller,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Last Poets,
Roger Hodgson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Reagan Youth,
Man Parrish,
Panda Bear,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jacques Brel,
Royal Trux,
Sällskapet,
Section 25,
The Human League,
Colin Newman,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
L. Decosne,
Kenny Larkin,
The Gun Club,
Negative Approach,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ten City,
The Wake,
cv313,
Q and Not U,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Soft Machine,
DJ Style,
Nick Fraelich,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Grass Roots,
Brothers Johnson,
The Gap Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Offenders,
Peter and Kerry,
Brass Construction,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
New Order,
The Cramps,
Saccharine Trust,
Electric Prunes,
The Pretty Things,
The Young Rascals,
Theoretical Girls,
Excepter,
the Normal,
Con Funk Shun,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.